I've got an iPhone 4 whatever. Either it sucks or I'm an idiot using it at night! .....Shaddup!
Here's the intro: Got to my camp late, pared out 5 new White pines and transplanted them. Watered them down, opened up camp and made a fire inside and outside. It's 5:00pm.
Shit! I have a dozen tree stands on the property, I figured I'll go sit in the nearest one and see what I see with my bow.
I threw on the "camp" camo coveralls that hang in my cabin for guests that stink like ass, and walked up to one of my stands. I took a nap for an hour or so...
Then Holy Crap! It was like Scotty "beamed" in this huge buck just outside my shooting zone...walking my way thru some shit.
The mind did a million calculations in a split second....how big is the rack? (Biggest consideration)
How big is the body? Do I have a shot? Should I do this? Is he gonna give me a clean kill shot? (Actually the biggest consideration)
The answers came back "Yes, yes, yes, and yes."
He was walking fast following doe scent, so I figured my arrow would take the time to travel to hit him in the boiler room if I aimed just in front of the shoulder.
I released the arrow just as he paused. (Shit!) I hit him just in front of the shoulders in the spine, paralyzing him, and dropping him in his tracks like a bag of hammers!
I struggled with the next 20 minutes thinking he would bleed out. No such deal. I waited. He winced in pain! F!
I finally got out of my stand and walked up on him. He was lifting his head and looking me in the eye. Just his head and neck could move.
I don't like this. I like a quick, clean kill. So I took out my big buck knife and quickly eased it into his heart...
That was weird and cool at the same time. That buck had it's head up looking me in the eye as I put it down. It's head drifted slowly to the ground, and I watched it take it's last breath.
I remember the time of day, the leaves falling off the trees, the smells, the sounds....and the quiet after that!
Very powerful experience!
I'm not religious, but I do lay my hands on the beast that has just given up it's life by my hand and thank its spirit for providing me excellent food for me and my family.
My apologies if I F'd this up as I tried to do it from a phone and 'puter' Gimee some slack!
Here's the intro: Got to my camp late, pared out 5 new White pines and transplanted them. Watered them down, opened up camp and made a fire inside and outside. It's 5:00pm.
Shit! I have a dozen tree stands on the property, I figured I'll go sit in the nearest one and see what I see with my bow.
I threw on the "camp" camo coveralls that hang in my cabin for guests that stink like ass, and walked up to one of my stands. I took a nap for an hour or so...
Then Holy Crap! It was like Scotty "beamed" in this huge buck just outside my shooting zone...walking my way thru some shit.
The mind did a million calculations in a split second....how big is the rack? (Biggest consideration)
How big is the body? Do I have a shot? Should I do this? Is he gonna give me a clean kill shot? (Actually the biggest consideration)
The answers came back "Yes, yes, yes, and yes."
He was walking fast following doe scent, so I figured my arrow would take the time to travel to hit him in the boiler room if I aimed just in front of the shoulder.
I released the arrow just as he paused. (Shit!) I hit him just in front of the shoulders in the spine, paralyzing him, and dropping him in his tracks like a bag of hammers!
I struggled with the next 20 minutes thinking he would bleed out. No such deal. I waited. He winced in pain! F!
I finally got out of my stand and walked up on him. He was lifting his head and looking me in the eye. Just his head and neck could move.
I don't like this. I like a quick, clean kill. So I took out my big buck knife and quickly eased it into his heart...
That was weird and cool at the same time. That buck had it's head up looking me in the eye as I put it down. It's head drifted slowly to the ground, and I watched it take it's last breath.
I remember the time of day, the leaves falling off the trees, the smells, the sounds....and the quiet after that!
Very powerful experience!
I'm not religious, but I do lay my hands on the beast that has just given up it's life by my hand and thank its spirit for providing me excellent food for me and my family.
My apologies if I F'd this up as I tried to do it from a phone and 'puter' Gimee some slack!